Bella Uley has lived the sweet, short life she wanted and commits suicide out of happiness. Here is a one shot of her last thoughts.

A Ray of Acceptance

The scene looked truly beautiful. The waves crashed against the jagged rocks, concealing them from dangers and worries from the world. The sky was a relaxing grey with a tint of blue in there. Clouds covered it like a blanket on a baby. The beach curved around the side of the cliff like a hand caressing a cheek. All the different shades of blue, green, gold and grey corresponded with each other. It felt so right to be here enjoying the peace and tranquillity while others would hide away from its beauty. I put a hand against my heart. Each beat represented a second. A second that will be one of my last. I walked to the edge of the green cliff and turned around. The trees were all pressed together almost as if they wanted to watch the scene before them. Birds hopped from one branch to the other, pining for a better view. For once in my life I felt like all the attention was on me. I felt like my short life was finally worth all the years of suffering. Now was just a time to let go.

I thought about my dad. Right now he would probably be sat in his worn out armchair reading the local newspaper, grunting at bits he didn't agree with. He would pick up his mug of thick black coffee, attempt to swirl it around the cup and take a long big mouthful and swallow, sighing in acceptance. He would then stroke his moustache and possibly wonder about cutting it and then deciding not to.

I thought about my mother next. She would be curled up in a chair to big for her with her nose in a book, her eyes widening and filling with surprise as she figures out the plot. She will then skip to the end and smile smugly when she reveals she was right.

Sam, he would be in his room typing away furiously at his computer while thinking of the next sentence. He would stop and rub his forehead as he proofread his assignments then look out the window for inspiration.

I thought about my happiest memories. I thought about how full and satisfying my small life has been. I thought of the euphoric feeling of knowing I could die with a smile on my face. I thought about the letter I left for my family to know I died happy not sad. I thought about Dad, Mum, Sam, and me together as a family. I jumped.

I kept my eyes opened as I jumped. The last thing I saw was a ray of light burst open from the sky. A ray of sun,

A ray of acceptance.